Dear Baby

Shai had to take a piss in the early morning, he'd left the den he shared with Motif loathe to actually leave her side. He wanted very much to remain near her through out the pregnancy, he'd not experienced it with Shaye. He'd hurry himself, and half asleep as he neared the den again he'd hear Mo's voice. At first he thought she might be talking to him, but it became apparent quickly that she was talking to their unborn child. He'd grin as he slowed and quietly approached the entrance, feeling a little bad about listening in but glad he heard her all the same.

As she quieted he slipped into the entrance, smiling widely as he took her beck into his arms. "Do you really think it's a boy?" He'd ask her quietly as he got comfortable once more. He hadn't put much thought into gender yet, and he wasn't really sure how many pups there would be. Shaye had been the only one from their previous time together. Would this be the same? He wouldn't worry yet but he didn't want to think about what kind of complications might cause single pup litters. She was certainly not big enough to have more than one though.